you can count on me

"I'm still in Threar." Threar. That name sounded almost too familiar to her. When she was younger, Song would often tell her about her other many family members over in Threar. But the one who ruled it...at the moment, she wasn't too sure. She also heard this from younger Aslan himself, telling her that he was from Threar. Ah, lucky him. He was able to stay in his pack without some kind of threat. Sawtooth was simply stolen. If it weren't for that incident...she'd still be there. Arivae sucked in an uneasy breath at the weary thought, and focused her attention back on the mocha-hued boy, eyes widening at his offer. She would...love to visit! Although...would she be welcomed? After all, she was just a stranger. "Visiting sounds lovely, Aslan. But..." She paused and moved her gaze to the ground, her heart thumping rapidly. "Are you sure it'd be okay? I'm just a runt, a stranger. "